A/N: Hi! This is an experiment I'm dabbling on, adapting the Inuyasha cast into the Ace Attorney games. I will be using their cases as central part of this story, one which will develop the backstory for most- if not all- of the Inuyasha cast. If you've never played the games and want to be kept spoiler free, I don't recommend reading this. I won't adapt the cases word for word, but the cases will be the same overall. For those of you who have played the game, I hope this provokes some nostalgia and makes you want to play again.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the Ace Attorney series nor am I affiliated with them. This is purely for fun and is non-profit.

FIRST TURNABOUT: Blunt Trauma

January 15, 2009 8:00 AM

Chief Prosecutor Office

"I brought your coffee!" The small woman smiled at her boss, leaving the tray at his desk. "Hope you have a great morning, Mr. Taisho!" The man slightly nodded at her, taking in the smell of his black coffee. They called her Ms. Sunshine, precisely because of her upbeat attitude and the warmest smiles you could ever receive.

Rin Nakamura was one of the brightest secretaries the now Chief Prosecutor could ever have. Contrary to her bright disposition, her boss was as arrogant and serious as they go. Chief Prosecutor Sesshomaru Taisho was not a man you wanted to mess with. Despite his indifference and standoffish attitude, he really was a great prosecutor. He had an impressive track record, and she knew he would be even better than his predecessor, Naraku Onigumo. With the death of his father, Inu Taisho, an old acquaintance of his, Naraku Onigumo, decided to take care of Sesshomaru, to help him become the legend his father was supposed to be. While Sesshomaru as a child had dreams of being a defense attorney, after the death of his father he decided on being a prosecutor, like Naraku. Many years later would he discover the truth of his father's death with the help of a very old acquaintance, and Naraku's decision to take him in…

No, damn it! Sh-she wasn't supposed to die!

Stupid bitch! She ruined everything!

Wha-what am I supposed to do now?

…I-I'll blame him!

He…he did it! He was the one, not me!

Police, POLICE! THERE'S A DEAD BODY HERE.

ANYONE? IS ANYONE HERE?

Shit, I- I need to call the police…

August 3, 2006 9:47 AM

District Court

Defendant Lobby No. 2

Shitshitshitshi-. "Higurashi!" The woman stopped her frantic thoughts as soon as she heard her boss' voice. "I'm OK ma'am!" Higurashi Kagome sighed, she knew it was a bad idea to take on this particular case. Fresh out of law school, Kagome was a bright and humble girl, always ready for whatever life decided to throw at her. It was too bad life decided to throw her this particular curve ball, however.

"Your client's right there, Higurashi. Try to keep your wits about you." Her boss, Soul Kikyo, was a stern and straightforward woman, but carried a gentle hand when dealing with her newest pupil, Higurashi Kagome. While Kikyo was calm and collected, Kagome was stubborn and rash. It was one of the reasons Kikyo decided that Kagome's introduction to court life would be through a homicide case.

"I'm proud you're actually taking the case, Higurashi. I would've thought you would have given it up to someone else." Kikyo patted the girl's head, seeing as Kagome was a few inches shorter than her.

"H-hey chief! Don't be so condescending! It's…actually a favor I owe him, so…" Kagome frowned and crossed her arms. She saw Kikyo's questioning glance and decided to answer her.

"I knew him from before, a long time ago. He's…an old friend I guess. Kind of owe it to him, plus I know he didn't do it… He's a big pervert, but he's no murderer." Kagome's eyes hardened at the thought of her dear friend being incarcerated for a murder he didn't commit.

"Good. At least you believe in your client. Now believe in yourself, Higurashi. Smile, he's coming your way." Kikyo smirked and left her alone with her client while she gathered the necessary documents for the trial.

"It's over! My life…everything, it's over! Buddha forgive me, I won't be able to have 10 sons!" Everyone turned to stare at a particularly handsome man, with pure black hair tied in a small ponytail and vibrant amethyst eyes. Hoshi Miroku's distraught appearance, however, caused everyone to shy away from him as he met sapphire blue eyes.

"Kagome, girl, you need to help me! I- I can't die so young! I still haven't had kids! I haven't slept with 100 women ye-OWCH" the man cradled his now reddened cheek, caused by a resounding slap given by his aforementioned friend, Kagome.

"Aw shut up you pervert, I told you we're getting you out of this…when have I ever failed you, huh?"

"Really? We're playing this game?"

"W-what are you talking about Miroku."

"You remember that time in presc-"

"That doesn't COUNT."

"And elementar-"

"Alright so I have failed you sometimes. In SCHOOL. You're not guilty Hoshi." The man deflated at her answer, and started wailing once again.

"Take me Buddha, take me! I can't live without heeeeeeeeer! Kagome, who was it, who killed my precious Ayumi-chaaaan!"

Kagome sighed and crossed her arms. You really want me to answer that, Miroku? 'Cause Daily News says it was you.

Kagome calmed Miroku down as best she could, and left him to sulk in peace as she wrote down the facts of the case in her journal.

"Alright, here's the story. A young woman was killed in her apartment. The guy they arrested was the sulking pervert who was dating her; Hoshi Miroku. Coincidentally he also happens to be one of my best friends since grade school. Our school had a saying: If there are females involved, Hoshi's involved.

In the 23 years I've known him, it's usually been true. He has a knack for getting himself in trouble whenever it comes to women. It's usually his fault, but never this. Deep down, he's a good man. It's why I'm taking this case. That and…I owe him a favor. Which is why I took the case to clear his name…and that's exactly what I'm going to do!"

August 3, 2006 10:00 AM

District Court

Courtroom No. 2

"The court is now in session for the trial of Mr. Miroku Hoshi" The judge was a small, bald man with a pure white Fu-Manchu mustache and a receding hairline almost at the back of his head as the only evidence that he once had hair.

"The prosecution is ready, Your Honor." Kagome almost winced, the prosecutor's voice was like a prepubescent teenager coming to terms with his hormones. Jaken Sato was a small, sickly looking man who had a Messiah complex. He wore a fake wig to hide his baldness and had vibrant yellow eyes. Thought he was the hottest thing on Earth. Ew.

"The, um, the defense is ready, Your Honor." Kagome stuttered, momentarily distracted by Jaken's visage and voice. She saw him tut at her and was tempted to throw a shoe at him. Instead, she settled for a fiery glare.

"Ms. Higurashi? This is your first trial…correct?" The judge arched an eyebrow at her while she straightened up.

"Y-yes Your Honor. I am prepared, however! Just a little nervous…" Kagome swore she saw the judge sweatdrop before he smiled at her.

"Yes well… I hope you gather your nerves, Ms. Higurashi. Murder is a serious charge. For your client's sake, please settle down." Kagome grimaced and nodded.

"Yes sir."

"Let's begin then. Mr. Sato, please give us a summary of the case up till now."

"Of course, Your Honor! The victim's name is Osaka Ayumi, and her killer-err excuse me, Your Honor, the defendant is Hoshi Miroku." Jaken paused, staring at his newest prey with a haughty smirk. Kagome was very close to throwing her shoe at him.

"Higurashi… he's just baiting you. Settle down, he knows he can't keep it up if he wants the Judge's favor." Kikyo calmed Kagome down before she gave the judge reasons to throw her out.

"I know he's just-agh." Kagome grumbled, listening to Jaken's retelling of the so called 'facts'.

"As I was saying… the cause of death was loss of blood due to blunt trauma while the murder weapon was a statue in the shape of "The Thinker." The time of death was July 30, 2006 at 4PM-5PM. The object was found lying next to the victim with her blood on it."

"I see…the court accepts it into evidence. Mr. Sato, the prosecution may call his first witness."

"Certainly, Your Honor! The prosecution calls the defendant, Hoshi Miroku, to the stand." Jaken's eyes had a secret message aimed at Kagome. It said 'you're going down, Rookie.'

If I could just go over to the prosecution's side and wring his ugly looking neck…Kagome glowered, and looked at Kikyo for direction.

"What am I supposed to do now, Chief? He's calling Miroku to the stand." Kikyo glanced at her and sighed, sending a small prayer to the gods.

"You cross-examine after the prosecution, Higurashi. Be ready when the Judge calls you."

"I-right, right." Miroku, please, don't say anything. Just, call on your right to the 5th amendment, anything. Uh oh…he's nervous. This could be bad.

"So, Mr. Hoshi, was it? Is it not true that the victim had recently dumped you?"

Miroku frowned and crossed his arms. "No one dumps me, Mr. Sato. I'm too smooth for that. Who would dump this hunk? Besides, me and her? We were the perfect couple, just like Romeo and Juliet!" He winked at the prosecutor, who was too disgusted to say anything to that.

Didn't they die? Oh my God… Kagome almost slapped herself.

"Anyway, she didn't dump me. She just wanted…a break that's all. She just wasn't answering my calls or texts…" Miroku glared at the prosecutor. "What's it to you, baldy?"

SQUACK "Wha-what did you call me?!"

Did…did he just squack like a chicken?

"Ahem! Please refrain from derogatory comments to the prosecutor, defendant."

"Ah… yes your honor."

"Continuing with the case. Mr. Hoshi, what you are describing is generally what I mean when I say 'dumped'. In fact she was seeing other men! Not really the faithful type, hm?" Jaken shook his head, a slight smirk on his face.

"W-what? No… what other men? She would never! Ayumi why!" Miroku's troubled face was enough to make Kagome shake her head in pity.

"In fact, she was just in Paris with one of them! Here's her passport as evidence, Your Honor."

"Very well, the court accepts it into evidence. Anything else, Prosecutor?"

Jaken stared directly a Kagome, gesturing a 'thumbs down' towards her.

T-that little toad…chicken thing! A strong grip stopped her from throwing her shoe at him, and a menacing glare from her boss.

"Ahem, Mr. Hoshi. Were you not aware of this? She also had several, "sugar daddies" who would pay for every expense she might've had. Seems she lived off them as well, if the owner of her apartment is considered." Hook. Line…

"W-WHAT. Daddies? Sugar?"

"What do you think of her now, Mr. Hoshi?"

"OBJECTION. My client had no idea she was seeing other men! The question is irrelevant to the case!" Kagome slammed her hands on the defense stand, intimidating Jaken, who winced at the force she used.

"B-but KAGS SHE…SHE CHEATED. That's not irrelevant, she's a cheating b-"

Sinker.

"Let's continue with the trial, shall we?" the judge sweatdropped at all of the court drama.

"I believe his motives are clear to everyone."

"Yes, quite."

Oh boy. This is so not looking good.

"Next question! Were you in the victim's apartment on the day of the murder?"

"W-well I…yes! I wanted to confront her! I went, but I swear there wasn't anyone else. You believe me, right Kags?"

Miroku was only realizing the gravity of the situation and looked at Kagome for help. Her eyes softened at his plea. As she nodded, she mouthed an it'll be ok to him.

"Your honor, the accused is lying."

"WHAT"

"I have a witness who can prove Mr. Hoshi is lying! He's the one who found the victim's body…and right before making the discovery he saw a certain Mr. Hoshi coming out of her apartment!" Jaken's words caused unrest in the court, as it settled into everyone's head that the man sitting at the witness stand was the true murderer of a woman.

"Order, Order in the court!"

"Mr. Sato, the prosecution may call his next witness."

"On the day of the murder, my witness was selling newspapers in the building. Please bring Mr. Thunder Manten to the stand!"

TO BE CONTINUED.